He was a BEAUTIFUL critter that had lost his way. Of course I ran and got the camera to capture the moment. Here he is...
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Poor thing, he kept buzzing around hitting his little head on the ceiling of the garage. "Go up, Go up, to get out" his little bluish, greenish body was telling him, when he really needed to go down to fly under the garage door. All the excitement, I'm telling ya!
As usual, my hero, John, saved the day by trying to shoo him out of the garage with a broom. He was careful alright--these guys are delicate. Just as he was shoo-ing him out, the tiny bird landed on the very tip of the broom and John gave him a safe ride to the outdoors! Whew!! Can I really afford such excitement at the end of the night???? Jill
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